short story

The Great Elm
“Can you tell me another story about trees?” Maria sighed, sweat pooling on her forehead. She had been expecting the question ever since they had passed that withered old stump a few miles back.
By Alex Hawksworth5 years ago in Earth
Just A Swimmin' In the Ocean
Have you ever seen the sunrise from under the water? It's pretty cool, you know...when I'm awake to see it. The current of the ocean sways and grabs the tendrils of sunlight, pulling them down in rainbowed bands of gold and pink and orange. It looks like mermaid's hair threaded through the first couple feet of water.
By L. M. Williams5 years ago in Earth
The Swim
The Swim Once in the water the four of us Emory, Tim, Josh & I line up about five foot abreast of each other, this will make it easier during the 5 mile swim back to shore to keep communication with each other and the boat, to allow us to watch for signs of trouble from ocean predators, and to watch each other in case of exhaustion.
By Christopher Chance5 years ago in Earth
The Lodgepole
The Lodgepole I’ve been trying to be a better listener. They say trees whisper to you as you jaunt through the forest. Yeah, right. Wind ripping through masses of branches and needles and leaves can create unspoken words, falling on red, numb ears. But if they could talk... These ears don’t hear the voices that escape through the lips of nature, though, they are too aloof. But if you stop and listen, really listen, you can hear their stories. ...What would they say?
By A. Redmon5 years ago in Earth
REINCARNATION
It ended in darkness, but then it started there too. A mermaid’s purse, swaying through the water, along with my other siblings. The funny thing is, I can still remember parts of my old life but not enough to recall it fully. I used to have skin I think, but now I have a kind of scales.
By Elizabeth Butler5 years ago in Earth
The Northern Sink Hole
The Sink Hole People are used to hearing about Sink Holes in the Southern Delta areas, Florida, Alabama, and Louisiana. But have you ever heard of one in Northern New York State? I am talking about the Adirondack Mountains. It is rare for a Sink Hole to happen in this region. Most of the area is rock or mountainous. However, one such Sink Hole did happen.
By Thomas R Dorsett Jr5 years ago in Earth
GAIA
The morning dew collected on her arms as she sat and watched the darkness filter into a sunrise. The time between the fading darkness and the new dawn was where she found her solace. It was the only time she could let herself settle, like soil on the bottom of a riverbank. It was the only time she could sit on a moss-laden rock, gaze out into the world, and think of her children.
By Maithree Wijesekara5 years ago in Earth
Fire Fighters Heroes or Villains?
Firefighters can be our greatest allies in times of devastating bush fires, but can also be our greatest enemies. Read on to find out why.
By Dean Gee5 years ago in Earth
World of Gold
“What’s with you and chrysanthemums?” one bee asked another. “It’s not the taste, it’s the texture, now come along.” “If you say so.”
By Shlunka5 years ago in Earth
I was on a hiking tour?!
Preparing to go somewhere starts two days in advance or goes on vacation for seven days and is barely done. The same thing happened to me. Well, the weather was crazy that day. The freezing cold wind and the glistening gray clouds like rain just now. It was enough to estimate the severity of the weather there before reaching Murree. I had to get out early and the sound of the car horn outside was enough to sway the hearings. From above, Amy's two-handed son put the charger, don't forget the phone, put the money in the purse ??
By Mohammad Arif5 years ago in Earth
The Beauty of a Home
The most beautiful flower grew through the cement. It was in the parking lot of an old Walmart, which hadn’t been open in years. Yet somehow, this flower still grew. She was a marigold with bright yellow petals; She also had the greenest and brightest stem. It was a hot day and she would soon find that there would be no rain in her near future. Each passing day was lonelier than the last. The thought of no one appreciating her made her feel sad. Her bright and beautiful colors will go unseen. The feeling of being alive wasn’t enough for her. She wanted to feel loved and to feel appreciated. She wanted her beauty to be seen by many. Most of all, she wanted a family and a home to call her own.
By Kellie Gilman5 years ago in Earth
Serenade by the Moon
Just a couple more thoughts and the recommendations required to finalized my report; and I’m done! - Grace mumbled. A long deep sight of relief invaded the quiet room.
By Chacha Jaramillo5 years ago in Earth